I had a dream about you last night. It was a foot dream. I think your facebook friend request sparked my imagination while thinking of the past. You really were quite a hateful, bullying, bitch to me in high school. Of course, I hated you for it, but that didn't do anything to abate the feelings and thoughts I had about you and your large athletic feet. My...
I'm still not sure this really happened. All my school debts and expenses have been paid. My tuition, my books, all my supplies, my living expenses - food, clothing, medical insurance, vacations, etc., etc., etc. are all taken care of! When I complete grad school, I will be debt-free. I will have the money to buy a home wherever I settle. And I didn't win th...
"Your late slave boy," yelled Marcie to her cowering husband Ronald. "Strip idiot and get your slave face in my feet, NOW!" No words were spoken Ronald quickly stripped and neatly folded his clothes. He crawled to the end of the sofa to where her ankles hung her feet over the end. As her dedicated foot slave he kissed the tops of her ankles and then licked...
Dynamic servitude: A Master to a Daddy A slave to a son Part two. Cager's slave walks towards the address that The Master provided. Each step he feels his heart flutter, his palms sweaty and a dry taste in his mouth as he feels the nerves creep in the nearer he gets to the address. The app on his phone interrupts his thoughts and says 'Turn right a...
I took deliberate care in choosing the right outfit for this night. I wanted something that was going to make you hard the moment you opened that door. It has been so long since I've seen you. Well, since I've seen you as My slave, and not as your everyday persona. I chose black for the color of this night. Black looks so good on Me, with My pale white skin,...
When Jessie walked through the threshold of her bedroom into the hallway and down to the living room where her boys awaited her. A transition happened, Jess no longer the mild mannered journalist, but she transformed into a true sex goddess. The change happened with each step as her Louboutin's made that click, click sound of her stiletto heel against the ha...
We meet in a bar, me, my best sissyboy painslut & you. We are all dressed in everyday office attire; you boys look so professional in your suits. I have on a tight white blouse which strains a little at the buttons, the sheer lace of my bra clearly showing through; a straight black skirt, net stockings & heeled patent black pumps. There are other such groups...
I sat daydreaming looking at my wife dressed in a short skirt and black heels with sheer nude hose. Hanes silk reflections barely there! She always dressed so nice for Thanksgiving. Listening to a relative drone on about his doings I thought back to last Sunday morning. I had just come back from taking the kids to Sunday school, she was dressed and ironing...
not ok for you to take this story and put on your website I sat daydreaming looking at my wife dressed in a short skirt and black heels with sheer nude hose. Hanes silk reflections barely there! She always dressed so nice for Thanksgiving. Listening to a relative drone on about his doings I thought back to last Sunday morning. I had just come back from...
Chapter Fifteen Once back in the library I had barely had time to dress and tidy away William's clothing, when I heard the sound of voices approaching from the hallway. George opened the doors and led a small party of men into the room. They were dressed alike in dark jackets, trousers and shirts. All of them seemed to be in their late twenties or early thi...